Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

Qi Yang and Si Xiangxi exchanged a few words, and then strange creatures with strange smells came over from all directions.

Si Xiangxi immediately threw out a few talismans, and the weirdness silently turned into a sticky liquid on the ground, emitting a strong smell of corpse.

She quickly summarized the contents of this dungeon in two sentences and said, "There are more and more ghosts wandering around at night. I will go back first. You should be careful and be careful not to be discovered by the boss."

Qi Yang called her and raised his hand to pat her forehead.

Si Xiangxi subconsciously touched the place where he was tapped, and felt the noise circling in his mind disappear. He couldn't help but smile: "Thank you."

Seeing that she didn't dodge, Qi Yang curved his eyebrows and handed her another stone bird.

"Sister Xi, you guys should be careful too."

Si Xiangxi looked at the inconsistent scratches on the bird's head and wanted to make a joke, but the time and place were not suitable, so he just put it away and nodded at him.

"I am leaving."

Qi Yang watched Si Xiangxi leave and immediately covered his nose again.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around and there was no one around, he changed out of his overly cumbersome clothes, then looked around and walked towards the city in his pajamas.

The place where he came in was very close to the edge of the copy. The weird BOSS usually has a weaker perception of this place, so those night-roaming ghosts would be slower to come here. However, arriving here in the middle of the night was not an easy task for Si Xiangxi.

After entering the city, there was gradually some light coming from the shells of the colorful lights that had not yet been lit. Like the colorful silks, they all looked very new, as if they had just been hung up. The next day was the last day of the dungeon, and it seemed like it would be a big day in the dungeon.

With the help of this little light, Qi Yang looked around the copy.

The painting styles of most old copies are incompatible with Blue Star. This is probably because they refer to the culture of the world that was previously plagued by weird games. With so many of them, there will always be some clashes in style. The various texts in different copies can also prove this point.

The weird game eliminates the language communication barrier between players and weird things, but it doesn’t care about the textual matters.

Qi Yang has been learning by himself in bits and pieces when he was bored over the years, but he still hasn't been able to recognize all the characters that have appeared in the strange game copies. He initially estimated that there are at least thousands of writing systems in this game, but he doesn't know how many planets have been ruined by them.

The main body of this copy is a city. At first glance, the architectural style is somewhat Gothic, gloomy and gorgeous, evil and sacred. It is one of the types that many stylish and weird people will like.

The road is wide. As you walk along, you will see that all the houses on both sides of the road are arranged in an orderly manner. The houses in the same row are almost like copy and paste, forming a straight line that extends to a certain distance before turning.

In the center of every intersection stands a stone statue, a humanoid praying man with his face shrouded in the shadow of a hood, praying silently towards the center of the city.

The corners of their mouths are raised with happiness, but they exude endless fear, sadness, despair, anger, hatred... These emotions stitch together a group of seemingly devout believers.

All the roads connected together are like a spider web, and the stone statues are nodes, shrouding the entire city in spiritual pollution. Without some means to alleviate it, players who just stay in such a place will gradually fall into madness, and eventually die on the spiritual level and leave forever.

Qi Yang walked past one stone statue after another with dignity without attracting their attention.

Going all the way to the city center, the houses along the road rise in a uniform and pleasing trend, gradually becoming more complex, and then guarding the tall buildings in the center, or the majestic statues in the square in front of the buildings.

Qi Yang stopped at a position where he could just see the entire statue and did not get any closer.

The statue is human-like, and from the perspective of human aesthetics, its face is stunning, but that's the only thing that conforms to human aesthetics.

It had all the weird elements, like a monster that had stolen a human face and was so proud of not even wearing a cloak, revealing itself naked to the public, with every part of its body an eyesore that disturbed the city's appearance.

If it weren't for the "god" that looms over this city, this broken statue would have been pushed and smashed to pieces.

Qi Yang's eyes and brain hurt from watching it. He looked it up and down, and combined with Si Xiangxi's simple introduction about the copy, he found the corresponding strange information in his mind and knew the general content of the copy.

Role-playing, escape.

If he remembered correctly, the main plot should be to ensure the smooth progress of the festival, and the side plot is to survive until the end of the festival.

I don’t know what roles Si Xiangxi and Qi Ruocao drew.

But there is no good identity in this copy at all. In comparison, Qi Yang feels that his copy is just playing house.

I hope Si Xiangxi and Qi Ruocao are not sacrifices, Qi Yang sighed in his heart.

He shifted his gaze from the statue to the castle-like building behind it.

That was the place with the most concentrated strange energy in the entire copy, and it was also the location of his finger bones. Qi Yang carefully restrained his breath again, then looked at the building that seemed to be able to pierce the sky.

The full moon is like a pearl on the spire, and also like a spotlight, illuminating that place alone.

His gaze seemed to disturb something.

There was a slight tremor coming from deep in the earth, and a crack appeared on the full moon, like an eye about to open.

There seemed to be a shadow flickering behind a window. Qi Yang didn't want to be exposed, so he immediately hid in the darkness, and his breath suddenly became as unpredictable as the wind.

Strange energy waves swept through the city in circles, and night-wandering ghosts emerged from the prayer statues, searching aimlessly for something they didn't even know what it was.

The eyes on the full moon were open for only a few seconds before they closed again, tightly shut, continuing to pretend to be the moon. The shadow behind the window also stopped its useless search, leaving only the night ghost wandering around all night long.

Si Xiangxi had just returned to his residence and used the secret code they had communicated in advance to tell Qi Ruocao that the work was done. He was about to lie down and rest, waiting for the last day of the festival, when he felt his scalp tingling and a sense of crisis arose.

"This kind of strength should be that of a high priest."

"Did he find that weird?"

"His name is Si Bei."

The two were somewhat confused, but they immediately became alert. However, not long after, the pressure disappeared on its own.

Si Xiangxi lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out. She saw Baigui Yexing at a glance. She couldn't help feeling a little worried and wondered what Si Bei had done. She clearly didn't feel anything just now.

This was her first time summoning Si Bei in an S-level copy, and she hoped that nothing would go wrong.

She and Qi Ruocao looked at each other, without any further communication, and went back to their respective beds to sleep.

Qi Yang sat in the shadows, ignoring the night wanderer who was passing by, holding his chin with his hand, looking a little worried.

Although according to his recent schedule, it is not yet time to go to bed, but it is already night in this copy.

Since it's night time, where does he sleep?

Sister Xi, have you ever considered my accommodation problem? He felt sad.

"How about I take the place of the sacrifice?"

002: "The despair, fear and sadness that the sacrifice requires, do you have them?"

Qi Yang raised his hand and touched under his collarbone, but didn't feel the familiar stone. He couldn't help but frowned, remembering that he had put it away when he replaced the ghost doll.

002 I feel like I said something wrong.

Qi Yang smiled silently.

"never mind."

He leaned back and closed his eyes to rest until he was awakened by noisy voices.